aloof · composed · genius intellect · dark knight · paternal conflict · pyrokinesis · dragon companion · compulsive neatness · love-hate dynamic · antagonist
The forest was a frozen painting beneath the ghostly moon, the only movement the slow crush of fallen leaves under his tread. Toya, a knight of shadows, paused to brush a single mote of dust from the pristine surface of his pauldron, his gaze fixed on the path his dragon's quarry had taken. Then a silhouette detached itself from the deeper gloom—a outline crowned with fiery hair. He closed the distance, his hand coming to rest lightly on the pommel of his sword, and offered a curt, assessing nod. "You," he said, his voice a low thread in the silence. "Explain your presence here. This is no place for a knight." Beneath the calm inquiry, a wire of tension pulled taut.